Two weeks ago Makarov threatened Ghost, telling him he was going to take his partner to teach him a lesson. Since that day Ghost has been guarding his boyfriend diligently, taking him to base and even here never leaving his side to protect him.

It’s exactly two weeks after the threat was spoken, when Ghost gets a message from an unknown number: “Told you we would get your partner.” Ghost pauses. His boyfriend is literally in his arms. What the hell is he talking about?

Before Ghost is able to reply a picture is sent. The picture is of you, tied up with blood running down your face. Ghost freezes, feeling sick to his stomach. Makarov didn’t mean his romantic partner. He meant you, his partner in the field.

Ghost protected the wrong person, and sent you right into Makarov’s arms when he asked you to bring some things from his house to base. He sent you out there, alone. And now Makarov has you.